A Vampire's Kiss Is Forever. . .
Once featured in a horror movie, the crumbling Wolfram estate is said to be haunted by ghosts, witches, and worse. But Elena doesn't believe a word of ituntil she spends the night and wakes up in the arms of a compelling stranger. . .
Tall, dark, and disturbingly handsome, Drake is the most beautiful man Elena has ever seen. For centuries, he has lived alone, and Elena is the first woman to enter his lairand survive. And Drake is the first man to touch her heart and soul. By the time she discovers who he really isand what he cravesit's too late. Blood lust has turned to love, and Elena is deeply under Drake's spell. But forever comes at a price for each of them. . .
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Bound By Night
By AMANDA ASHLEY
ZEBRA BOOKSCopyright © 2011 Madeline Baker
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Chapter OneElena Knightsbridge paused outside the back door, her gaze drawn to the gray stone castle at the top of the hill. No one knew exactly how old the castle was, only that it has been passed down from one generation to another. No one had lived there for as long as Elena could remember. From time to time, developers had come, hoping to buy the land, tear down the castle, and build a Dracula-style theme park, but the land was held in perpetuity for the heirs of a man no one in town had ever seen.
There were those who said Wolfram Castle was haunted, that ghosts wandered the long dark halls. There were other tales as well, scary stories whispered in the dark of the night, of witches and warlocks, of demons and dragons.
There were other stories, too, of young women who had been lured into the castle in days gone by, never to be seen or heard from again. Elena's uncle, Tavian Dinescu, insisted that stories of devil worship and witchcraft were a bunch of nonsense, and that the girls who had supposedly disappeared had been employed at the castle as hired help. Whether any or all of the old stories were true or not, there was something about the castle that repelled visitors.
With a shake of her head, Elena bent over the wicker laundry basket and began hanging the clothes on the line. A haunted castle was nothing compared to the hell her life had become since her parents were killed in a car accident seven years ago, when she was twelve, and she had been sent from Colorado to this nothing little town in Transylvania to live with her father's sister, Catalena, Catalena's husband, Tavian, and their daughter, Jenica, who was a few years older than Elena. Fortunately, communicating with her cousin hadn't been a problem, since Elena's parents had often spoken Romanian at home.
Life hadn't been too bad when her aunt was alive, but Catalena had passed away some years ago, and Jenica had recently run off with a boy from the next town.
Elena shuddered when she thought of her uncle, with his cropped brown hair, thick brown mustache, and close-set gray eyes.
Uncle Tavian was such a skinflint, he refused to buy a new dryer. Times were hard, he said. They didn't have money for silly things like dryers. He had money for whiskey, though. She supposed, if the washing machine broke, she would find herself pounding the laundry on the rocks in the river. Her workload had doubled since her aunt passed away and Jenica had eloped.
Caring for the house, doing the washing and the cooking and the mending, as well as the shopping left little time for anything else. The only bright spot was that her uncle, who was now the chief of police, was rarely home these days. Truly a blessing. He had made her uncomfortable for as long as she could remember. She hated the way he called her "my little cabbage," the way he smiled at her, the way he found excuses to touch her.
He had grown bolder since Jenica ran off with one of the neighbor boys. Her uncle's touches had become more intimate, and more frequent. It was all Elena could do not to cringe when he caressed her hair or stroked her cheek. His conversation was laced with double entendres. Lately, Elena wanted to hide whenever he was in the house. The way he looked at her, like a hungry wolf contemplating its next meal, made her skin crawl. One night, during dinner, he had reminded her that he was her uncle by marriage and not by blood.
Last night, she had awakened to find him standing by her bed, staring down at her. Though she had no experience with men, every instinct she possessed had warned her that she was in danger. She had kept very still, feigning sleep, until, after what seemed like hours, he tiptoed out of her bedroom.
Jenica had whispered about abuses by her father, confiding that, since her mother died, he had come into her room many times. She claimed that he had done things so vile she couldn't repeat them. Elena had been horrified to learn that her uncle had raped her cousin, not once, but many times. She'd always thought that kind of thing only happened to people you didn't know. But that was only part of it. Jenica had told her that, before Elena's arrival, he had often locked her in the cellar for days at a time.
Both girls were terrified of him. Elena hadn't been surprised when her cousin ran away from home. She herself had considered it on more than one occasion.
Returning to the house, Elena looked out the window, a shiver of unease snaking down her spine when she saw her uncle staggering up the street.
She needed to get away from here, but where could she go? Walking to Brasov was out of the question. It was many miles away, on the other side of the mountain. She had no car, no cash, no one she could turn to for help.
Elena was acutely aware of her uncle's repeated glances in her direction at dinner that night. His advances had become more blatant with every passing day. Though the table was large, he insisted she sit close beside him. She flinched when his arm brushed against hers, gagged at the smell of his whiskey-sour breath.
"How old are you now, Elena?" he asked.
"Far past the time when a young woman should be wed. Do none of the young men in town appeal to you?"
He nodded, looking pleased, and then thoughtful. "Perhaps you would prefer an older man? One with experience, if you know what I mean?"
She swallowed hard, her heart pounding. "No, sir." She recoiled from the look in his eyes as he leaned closer toward her.
"It's been five months since Jenica ran off. It isn't proper for the two of us to continue living together without a chaperone." He laughed, a mean, ugly sound. "People might get the wrong idea."
Elena clenched her hands in her lap, sorely afraid she knew what was coming, and dreading it.
"I think we should marry." He nodded, as though pleased with the idea. "I need an heir, someone to carry on the family name."
She stared at him, mute with horror at the idea of sharing his bed.
Smiling, he took hold of her arm and drew her closer. "You'd give me a son, wouldn't you?"
She tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip on her arm, his pudgy fingers digging into her skin to hold her fast. And then he leaned forward and kissed her.
Eyes wide with revulsion, she fought down the urge to vomit as his tongue plunged deep into her mouth.
"Perhaps tonight," he said, "I will take you down to the cellar."
The cellar. Sheer terror engulfed her. Jenica had told her about the cellar.
Tonight, she thought when he released her. Tonight she would make her escape. The castle on the hill was a good distance away. Old and run-down, with no electricity or modern conveniences, it would be the last place anyone would think to look for her—if she could just find the courage needed to go inside.
Better to face the ancient ghosts in Wolfram Castle, Elena thought as she got ready for bed that night, than to endure another moment in her uncle's presence.
It was well after midnight when she tiptoed into the kitchen, carefully avoiding the squeaky board in the floor. Since she hadn't been shopping in almost a week, there was little in the refrigerator, but waiting another day was out of the question. She dropped a few apples and a doughnut into a sack; then, holding her breath, she opened the back door as quietly as possible and slipped outside.
She paused a moment, suddenly unsure. Was she doing the right thing? How would she survive on her own? Maybe she should wait. If she was lucky, she might find someone to take her to Brasov. But she didn't have the luxury of waiting, not with Uncle Tavian talking about marriage. The idea of sharing his bed, of having his hands pawing her, his mouth on hers, lent wings to her feet and she ran away from the house and into the darkness.
It seemed as if the night closed in around her as she hurried up the hill toward Wolfram Castle. She was halfway there before it occurred to her to wonder if she would even be able to get inside. For all she knew, the place was locked up tighter than the bank in town.
A sudden, wayward wind lifted the hair from her shoulders and sent a flurry of dry leaves skittering across her path.
Dark clouds gathered overhead, shutting out both moon and stars.
The wind grew colder, stronger, causing the trees to moan as they swayed back and forth. The tall grass bent as if in supplication to the force of the wind as it howled across the land.
An omen? Elena wondered, shivering. She lowered her head and drew her coat closer around her shoulders as thunder rumbled overhead.
Continuing on, she realized the castle was a lot farther away than it looked. She paused several times to catch her breath, wondering if she would ever make it to the top of the hill.
The clouds released their burden just as she reached the castle door.
Taking a deep breath, she reached for the latch, blew out a sigh of relief when, with a creak loud enough to wake the dead, the heavy wooden door swung open.
Hurrying inside, she quickly closed the door, shutting out the wind and the rain, and then stood there, her heart pounding with the realization that it was pitch black inside and that she had forgotten to bring a flashlight. But at least she was away from her uncle.
With one hand outstretched, she moved across the floor, a soft cry of pain rising in her throat when she bumped into something. Exploring with her free hand, she discovered it was a high-backed sofa.
It was late and she was tired. She dropped her food sack on the floor, then stretched out on the sofa, her coat spread over her. No matter what tomorrow held, she was safe from her uncle's repulsive advances tonight.
* * *
Drake paused when he reached the castle door, his preternatural senses alerting him to the fact that there was a human female inside. A human who was either very brave, he thought with a wry grin, or very foolish. The castle possessed a dark aura that kept most people at bay. Few dared to come here in the light of day; no one came here after sunset. There was little need to lock the door; those who ventured inside never stayed long. And yet, the fact remained, there was a woman in the castle.
Materializing inside the great hall, Drake moved unerringly toward the high-backed damask sofa in front of the hearth, his nostrils filling with the combined scents of lavender soap, peppermint toothpaste, and salty perspiration tinged with fear.
And over all, the intoxicating scent of woman.
He stared down at the sleeping female. She was a comely lass, with suntanned skin, delicately arched black brows, and a mass of long ebony hair that fell in soft waves over the arm of the sofa and down her slight shoulders.
Pretty, yes, he mused with a frown. But who the devil was she and what the bloody hell was she doing here?
He considered tossing her out on her lovely arse.
He considered leaving her on the sofa.
In the end, he tossed her plain brown coat aside, then scooped her into his arms.
She stirred as he started up the winding stone staircase. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing a pair of velvet brown eyes. Before she could scream, he trapped her gaze with his. Summoning his preternatural power, he lulled her back to sleep.
With a shake of his head, Drake continued up the stairs and into the lord's chamber. After removing her T-shirt, khaki shorts, and shoes, he tucked her under the thick blankets in the big four-poster bed. He glanced at the hearth and a fire sprang to life. He needed neither the light nor the warmth; he could see perfectly fine in the dark, was impervious to the cold. But there was a chance the woman would awaken during the night.
He gazed down at her for several long moments, admiring the unblemished smoothness of her skin, the sweep of long sooty lashes against her cheeks, the pale pink of her lips. Unable to resist, he lifted a lock of her hair. Thick and silky soft, it curled around his fingers as though each strand had a life of its own.
He felt the first stirrings of desire as he inhaled the fragrance of warm fresh blood flowing sweetly through her veins.
Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he gathered her into his arms, then lowered his head to the curve of her throat. He tasted her with his tongue and then with his teeth.
She was incredibly sweet.
Having satisfied his curiosity and his thirst, he returned to the main hall. After pouring himself a glass of wine, he stretched out on the sofa and gazed onto the hearth. In spite of the distance between himself and the girl, he could hear the steady beat of her heart. What had brought her here? And what was he going to do with her?
He considered the possibilities until dawn, then headed for the lair hidden behind one of the tapestries in the great hall.
He smiled as he drifted into oblivion. For the first time in centuries, he had something to look forward to when darkness again covered the land.
Chapter TwoTavian Dinescu frowned when he entered the dining room. The table had not been laid. His breakfast tea was not at his place, nor was his newspaper. There was no fire in the hearth, no noise or scent of food coming from the kitchen.
And no Elena standing at the stove.
Where was that girl?
Thinking perhaps she had overslept, he went down the hall to her room and knocked lightly on the door. "Elena?"
When there was no answer, he rapped again, harder this time. And when there was still no reply, he opened the door and stepped into the room. The bed, neatly made, was empty.
Moving into the room, he went through the dresser drawers, peered into the closet. As far as he could tell, all of her clothes were there, so she couldn't have gone far, but the question remained: Where was she?
He checked the other rooms, then went outside, but she was nowhere to be found.
Rubbing a thoughtful hand over his jaw, he returned to the house. Had she run off with one of the local boys? That seemed unlikely. Just last night, he had asked if she had taken a liking to any of the young studs and her reply had been a resounding "no."
Hunger rumbled in his stomach. Not one to prepare his own meals, Tavian put on his coat and left the house. He would breakfast in town and then he would ask if anyone had seen Elena. Though he was affluent, she was not. She had nothing to call her own, only what he had given her.
Tavian was a man who knew what he wanted, and he wanted Elena for his bride. And so it would be. She was but a woman and his ward. Like it or not, she would do as he commanded or suffer the consequences.
Chapter ThreeCocooned in blankets, Elena woke slowly. She experienced a moment of panic when she rolled over and realized she was no longer lying on the sofa where she had fallen asleep.
Bolting upright, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Where was she? Had her uncle found her and carried her back home? But no. She had never been in a room like this before. Unlike her bedroom at home, this one was large and rectangular, the whitewashed stone walls bare save for one large painting of a black knight astride a prancing white horse. Heavy burgundy velvet draperies that matched the bedspread hung at the windows. Thick rugs covered the floor. A cheerful fire blazed in the hearth across from the bed.
Frowning, she brushed a lock of hair from her fore head. Was she still in the castle? And if so, who had put her to bed?
She blinked as a hazy memory surfaced. Or had she only imagined being carried up a winding staircase by a man with long, dark hair and mesmerizing blue eyes?
When her stomach growled, she slid her legs over the edge of the mattress and stood, only then realizing that whoever had carried her up the stairs had undressed her down to her underwear. She found her khaki shorts and T-shirt at the foot of the bed. Dressing quickly, she tugged a blanket around her shoulders to turn away the chill.
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I love this book. So hard to put down and I would reread it again.
Could not put it down. Solid characters. Great plot. Leaves you wanting more. Would highly recommend. Can't wait for the next one.
It was okay, I think I lost a few brain cells reading this book. But I will say it was entertaining and a nice little break from reading the classics.
Overall this book wasn't terrible. I thought it was well written and for the most part the plot moved along well for me. However, I was diappointed by the female lead. She seemed relatively weak to me. She would always go along with what the male lead said and rarely stood up for herself. It's hard to get behind a character who is so down on herself. With that said, did enjoy the strong male lead, but I think he could have had better interactions with a stronger female lead.
Didn't expect this book to be good at all. As a fan of paranormal romance novels-you get some good ones...but you get a LOT of bad ones. This one was great! Couldn't put it down! I'll be ordering the next in the series, and reading more of this author in the future.
Bound by Night is a sensual tale of old school vampire lore, filled with burning passion and the hurdles lovers will endure to keep it. Elena Knightsbridge is a young woman who has had a hard life. After the death of her parents she is relocated to Romania to her Aunt's home. Years later and after more loss in her life, she is isolated and trapped with her Uncle who has just proposed marriage to her. With nothing to her name, she does the only thing she can do to escape - RUN! Drake Sherrad has lived for over 500 years. Times have changed and he is starting to question his existence. On the night he finds Elena in his home, he is intrigued with her. He has something new and challenging to discover not to mention tasty too. Panicked and scared, Elena runs out into the night to the only place she can go for the time being, the abandoned Wolfram Castle. The castle is far from abandoned. Drake returns home after a night of hunting and finds the alluring creature in his lair. Their attraction is immediate, but is cultivated slowly over time. Their love is forbidden and riddled with challenges. As we venture into the secret world of vampires we are taken on a journey of unbridled passion, deception and change. The story had a familiarity to it, but yet felt unique. Drake had abilities that fell into the mysterious category and these vampires really did have an old world feeling about them. Elena is a modern woman, but she grew up old fashioned due to the remoteness of rural Romania. Bound by Night is very sensual. The sex is obvious but not described in details. The acts of seduction and kissing were more in depth. Your imagination has the ability to soar and blossom under Ms. Ashley's storytelling. Her new vampire universe has some incredible twists and turns in it, along with the warm comfort of the familiar. The potential of the series is fascinating and will be a pleasure to read. I'm ready to dive right into the second book in the series - Bound by Blood - available now.
Yes this is a real love story,no porn soft or otherwise.Read a lot of supernatural books this was better then most.Can't wait for my pre-order of Bond by Blood.Amanda Ashley my new favorite Bravo!!!
BOUND BY NIGHT by Amanda Ashley Book Title: Bound by Night Author: Amanda Ashley Release Date: August 30, 2011 Genre: Paranormal Romance A Vampire's Kiss Is Forever. . . Once featured in a horror movie, the crumbling Wolfram estate is said to be haunted by ghosts, witches, and worse. But Elena doesn't believe a word of it-until she spends the night and wakes up in the arms of a compelling stranger. . . Tall, dark, and disturbingly handsome, Drake is the most beautiful man Elena has ever seen. For centuries, he has lived alone, and Elena is the first woman to enter his lair-and survive. And Drake is the first man to touch her heart and soul. By the time she discovers who he really is-and what he craves-it's too late. Blood lust has turned to love, and Elena is deeply under Drake's spell. But forever comes at a price for each of them. . . "Bound by Night" is the first book in Amanda Ashley's new BOUND series. It starts off with Drake going back to Wolfram Castle to hide out from his family. Drake is the first born son of Rodin, Master Vampire of the Carpathian Fortress. Drake does not like the rules and ways of his people. Being the first born son to the Master Vampire, Drake is intended to take a seat on the Council and to marry a vampire woman of his father's choosing so he can breed and carry on the family line. Drake has been defying his father's wishes for over 300 years and runs off to Wolfram Castle whenever he wants to get away from his family. Emily Knightsbridge is currently living with her uncle, Tavian Dinescu. Her parents both died and left her in the custody of her aunt and uncle and has resided with them and her cousin Jenica since. After her aunt passed away, Jenica used to tell her horrible stories of how her father (Elena's uncle) raped and abused her. One day Jenica disappeared and the uncle told Elena that Jenica ran off with one of the boys from town. Now, uncle Tavian has decided that he wants to marry Elena and constantly tries to make advances on her. Elena, scared and horrfied runs away to Wolfram Vastle because she thinks it is abandoned and no one will think to look for her there. In walks Drake and the story unfolds.. I really liked this story. Elena is an innocent and very kind hearted. She decides to put her trust in Drake because he is the only one who can stop her uncle from claiming and marrying her. Even after learning that Drake is a vampire and Elena sees firsthand why Drake does not want a part of the Carpathian Coven, she still sticks by him. Drake is bound by obligations to his father and his people that he wants no part of. He is constantly trying to look for ways out of it. He does not want to think of Elena and be with her but that's all he can think of anymore until he can't picture being without her. Drake finds himself stuck right in the middle of the Carpathian Coven and has no way out of it. There are so many things that happened in this story. I can't get into it without spoiling it so you're going to have to read it to find out. Everyone that has read Amanda's work before knows that there are no steamy and smutty sex scenes. They are more romantically told and not as visual but still just as great. I am definitely looking forward to the second book in the BOUND series, "Bound by Blood" which will be released on September 27, 2011. I give this book 4 stars.
This book just drags on and on. Wish I had not wasted my time or my money.
I was very happy with this book. It has 258 pages so you no it wasnt a short short I hate those whats the point of writing a short story with an ending that doesnt have a end nut it ends!! Cant wait for the next one!
Drake the vampire purchased Wolfram Castle four centuries ago. Although he has modern devices like an IPOD and better facilities to stay at he never modernized the rundown castle; he comes here when he needs quiet time alone. After her parents died, Elena Knightsbridge moved in with her Aunt Henrietta, her Uncle Alfred and her cousin Lucinda. Henrietta has since died and Lucinda eloped. She fears her uncle who has been caressing her and insists they marry as they are not blood related. Elena flees to the haunted castle as ghosts are better than her uncle. Elena falls asleep on the couch. Drake knows a human female is inside. He tastes Elena and decides her blood is sweet. While Alfred searches for his niece, Elena wakes up in a bed near naked. Later she meets Drake who invites her to stay. Elena asks Drake to marry her in name only and he accepts her proposal. His brother Stefan informs him their sire demands he return to the Fortress for the first time in centuries. Drake tells Elena she will be safe at the Fortress though he will be punished as vampires do not marry humans. The Ashley vampire world is fascinating though with today's social networking I have doubts a community of human sheep and drones could be hidden from society though one could argue cults do that very well. The lead couple is a solid pairing even with her being a victim of her uncle, her host, and her husband's family. The support cast is excellent as the sheep are unsure what freedom is. Although the lead couple pulls several Houdini tricks to stay out of trouble too easily, readers will enjoy Bound by Night. Harriet Klausner
Review Courtesy of Dark Faerie TalesQuick & Dirty: A light, sweet, enjoyable paranormal romance with some suspense and lots of naïve humor to keep you entertained.Opening Sentence: His favorite liar was in the remains of a castle that had been built only a few years before he had been turned.The Review:Bound by Night is the first book in Amanda Ashley¿s Bound Series. Drake is a 500 plus year old vampire who is weary with life and taking refugee in his favorite lair, Wolfram Castle. He discovers a human woman in the castle one night when he returns from a hunt. Elena Knightsbridge is a 19-year-old woman, who has run away from home and her cruel and perverted uncle. She had nowhere else to go, so she decided that she would stay at the old abandoned castle until she could decide what to do next. Neither would have guessed at the future that awaited them and the trials they would have to overcome to reach it.Bound by Night confused me a little at first because it reads like a historical romance. It feels like, as an afterthought it was changed to be more modern by adding some slang and references to modern conveniences. The characters themselves suffer from this as they seem at odds with the tone of the writing and did not always live up to what I expected of them. Elena was extremely naïve and childlike, instead of how I would picture a 19-year-old woman in this day and age. Her actions and thoughts didn¿t flow with the supposed time period. Drake¿s character suffered as well seeming to drift between acting his age with the old world mannerisms he grew up with and then flipping and acting as if he were a teenage boy. It felt forced, like they weren¿t being true to themselves as they should have been. I would have enjoyed the story more had Ashley just left it as a historical and let the characters be who they were intended to be.Drake defies his father and refuses to take his place on the council by marrying Elena and forsaking his arranged marriage. I was actually enticed by this part of the plot, learning more about the vampires and their politics, the rules of their hidden world. The second half of the book is completely apart from the first half as more characters are introduced as Elena and Drake are forced to face the consequences of their love. Their characters grow and you can see the love between them grow as well and it all seemed believable.Elena¿s uncle was repulsive and several times throughout the book I wished he would just go away already. I understood his role in the plot as the catalyst for Elena running away. He was a serious pervert and actually molested and raped his own daughter. After she ran away and the plot moved forward with the vampire politics, he just kept popping back up and I was hoping that Drake would just kill him already so I wouldn¿t have to think about him anymore.Bound by Night was a classic romance and despite the conflicting time period issues and the repulsion I felt for the uncle, I truly enjoyed it. It was a light and fluffy story that I could lose myself in for a few hours. There was torment, deception and some action to keep you interested and plenty of lovey dovey, gushy romance. I am looking forward to reading the second book in this series, Bound by Blood.Notable Scene:Elena sat up, her gaze moving over him. He wore black jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt open at the collar, the perfect foil for his long black hair and midnight blue eyes.¿Good evening, wife.¿She swallowed hard. ¿Drake.¿¿I trust you have made your choice?¿¿Do I really have one?¿ she asked with some asperity.He smiled at her, a wicked gleam in his eyes. ¿One always has a choice.¿¿I¿d like to get this over with as quickly as possible.¿¿You say that like you think it will be distasteful.¿¿Maybe it will, ¿ she replied flippantly. ¿I¿ve never made love to a vampire.¿¿Or anyone else,¿ he reminded her.She stuck her tongue out at him. ¿How do vampires make love?¿¿The same as everyone else,¿ he said with an amused gri
Review courtesy of All Things Urban FantasyBOUND BY NIGHT never met a romance cliché it didn¿t like. If you can think of one, I guarantee you it¿s in this book. And yet, I still enjoyed it.The plot in BOUND BY NIGHT is jammed packed. It begins as a classic romance with a young girl fleeing her home and accepting an offer from a mysterious man. They share a Beauty and the Beast type courtship, fall in love, and the book almost could have ended there. Instead, the story shifts to focus on the repercussions of their vampire human relationship that defies vampire law. What began as basically a two character romance grows to include a huge cast of vampires, council members, drones, and human sheep (humans enslaved for feeding). The many storylines include arranged marriages, escaped prisoners, murder mysteries, political revolutions, and treason. It should have been too much, but again, I enjoyed it.While I was won over by the romance tropes and increased scope of the story, there were some aspects of BOUND BY NIGHT that failed to charm me. The book is set in modern day, but it feels much more like it was written as a historical and then the author went back and added a few references to iPods and jeans as an after thought. The dialogue, characterizations, behaviors, and locations are all what you would expect to see in historical novel, especially Elena. She¿s about as modern as blood letting.I don¿t normally talk about cover art in my reviews, but it bears mentioning that Elena in the book has black hair (something that is repeatedly mentioned) and yet is portrayed as a redhead on the cover. Potentially more problematic is the fact that the same models are used on the cover of the next book despite the fact that the story is about a different couple. It just seems to me that these are details that the publisher shouldn¿t have missed.Overall, BOUND BY BLOOD doesn¿t aim to break any paranormal romance rules, instead it embraces them and, as a result, gets away with using such a familiar formula. The next book in the Bound series is called BOUND BY BLOOD and will be published on September 27, 2011 and will feature one of the characters from BOUND BY NIGHT. I won¿t tell you which one so I don¿t spoil anything, but I expect more romance clichés, multiple storylines, and a few fun hours spent wondering why it all works.Sexual Content:Several brief, non graphic sex scenes. References to rape and incest. Multiple attempted rapes.
I took a chance on this book because i love reading vampire and supernatural books, although they are usually of the teen variety, not romance per se. I swear i could not put this book down. I was very caught up in the story. I think it was well-written and as far as the romance goes, tastefully done. I loved how sweet drake was. Melted my heart.
Another fantastic Paranormal read by Amanda Ashley!! She really knows how to tell a story & bring it to life!!! I admire her work!! Can't wait to read the sequel!!! :-)
Enjoyed this series..
I just found this author and I love her easy reading style. I am Bound to Amanda Ashley and can hardly wait to read the next novel!!